Too much bad boy comedy
In the cities community
Too much bad boy parody
More guns and violence than an American movie
Too much bad boy comedy
Tell me where's Humility?
Too much bad boy parody
Next time I will see you without the rest of your posse

You want the key of the town you want the key of the city
You run out of love so you run out of pity
I am not a hippie but the gun a weh you licki'
Make me want fi sing some tunes just to counteract your ideas
No respect the woman you nah respect the ladies
You beat up the youth and you smash up the grannies
Never see you ‘lone you always roll with an army
No I don't wanna be a little bang gang rookie

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Me live through the eyes of no body
Get the respect from the people I don't need no brutality
Easy telly brigante my block celebrity
My hustle nah pretty still me always roll too classy
Tell the rude boy and the shatties'
From London to Paris
Hold on with the crime and the murdering industry
Frustration grande
Situation shitty
When you live on the wrong side of the city
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Hey rude boy! Tell me if it would be your own granny would you rob her?
And would you stab your own brother?
Respect is the key of the success
Nevertheless they make you live in the wrong place
But you got to keep the faith
Full time humility, no stress
‘Cause you know that you're bless